Meridian High Wildcats '58: Frances Ousley Johnson

A Tribute and Celebration

We were the class of 1958, members of the Greatest Generation as well as children of the Greatest Generation. Born in 1940, we are also called members of the Traditional Generation.
Our childhood, post World War II, "was the best of times . . . it was the age of wisdom . . . it was the epoch of belief . . .it was the season of Light . . . it was the spring of hope . . . we had everything before us . . .we were all going direct to Heaven . . . ." (A Tale of Two Cities, Charles Dickens.) At least, that's the way I felt about it. We were truly blessed.
- Ouida Tomlinson -
This blog is a place for 1958 graduates of Meridian, Mississippi, High School to stay in touch, post their news, items of interest and photographs.
CLASS OF 1958 MEMORIES (Click to read all posts relating to sports, honors, graduation and other memories of our class in 1957-58.)
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Sunday, September 28, 2008

Frances Ousley Johnson - Autobiography

I’m still living in Houston, active in the Presbyterian Church, playing tennis (captain of my tennis team this year) and writing poetry. I took first place in the Poetry Society of Texas contest last spring and was named Poet Laureate of NPC for 2007. This was quite an honor. My husband Cal, who is a retired Navy Commander and retired Tenneco executive, shoots clays and is also highly involved in church activities. My 18 year old, bilingual, good-looking grandson, after living in Greece since he was a baby, will be arriving in Texas this month for college. His 15 year old brother will follow soon. Their father and my daughter-in-law, who own an English tutoring school, have made a good life for themselves among the Greeks growing olives and grapes. My youngest son, who is in a special care facility in Austin is doing well at this time - thanks be to God. We visit frequently and are learning the city like the back of our hands.

I’m sorry I can’t be there with you this year to celebrate our class’s 50th reunion. Over the years the memories get more and more precious, and I have good memories of all of you. Thanks to all of you who have done the planning. I hope you have a wonderful time, and I will be thinking of you. Thanks to all of you who have done the planning. I hope you have a wonderful time, and I will be thinking of you.